Word: making
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Although she talks about alienation from society and self caused by apartheid, Gordimer scorns an empty, abstract ideal of relevance. "Artists shouldn't talk about apartheid--they have to go deeper," she snorts. The writer can make others feel, and the emotional depth necessary to convey such experience comes from a writer's internal commitment, she says. "Commitment takes over from within--it's the point at which the inner and outer world fuse." Commitment is the process of making moral decisions on grounds frustratingly ambiguous and clouded...
...rhymes with post) is not a pretty soccer player to watch; he is tall and lanky; his long arms and awkward running style make him seem better suited to playing goalie than wandering around the middle of the field; he can't juggle the ball on his feet a thousand times; and evidently he doesn't always look where he's going. But Ron Ost is no longer eligible to play for Harvard because he plays in the ASL. Ron Ost is a good soccer player...
LIDDY STRODE stealthily down the carpeted hallway. He paused every few steps to make sure no one heard him. He felt carefully along the wall until his hand grasped a familiar object: a doorknob. He waited again, his chest heaving. He tried to control his breathing. From inside his plaid polyester sport jacket he drew a Mickey Mouse penlight--a gift from the gang in the Company after a memorable visit to Disneyland in 1971. He struggled with the door knob lock, employing his special tools fashioned from stolen forks. It was a motel-style lock, easily picked...
...Miss Moody," he squeaked. "Make out a check for $50,000 to Mr. Liddy...
...would have made one fatal mistake: our molecule would have been perfect. Given enough time, we would have figured out how to do this, nucleotides, enzymes and all, to make flawless, exact copies, but it would never have occurred to us, thinking as we do, that the thing had to be able to make errors...